~LYRA'S POV~
I didn't sleep.
I tried, briefly, the way you try things you already know the outcome of, and gave up before the first hour was finished. I sat in the chair by the window instead and watched the dark and let the night have whatever it needed from me.
The sky began to change just before dawn.
Not dramatically, not the way you'd imagine something significant would announce itself. It happened slowly, the horizon going from black to something deeper and redder than ordinary dawn, like the colour was seeping upward through the dark rather than burning through it. Like the sky was bleeding from below.
My wolf responded before my mind caught up.
